Thursday, September 08, 2011

Silence is Golden, or Just Hypocritical?

As we near the 10th anniversary of the Sept. 11, 2001 attacks, I'm already feeling inundated by the images, memories, retrospectives and so on. One thing, I've noted, is missing: Falwell's and Robertson's alleged theologizing on the causes of the attacks. You may recall, the alleged Reverends saw the whole thing in terms of God's vengeance and/or not-so-benign neglect as retaliation for, depending on which day, accepting our LGBT brothers and sisters as actual citizens, needing to be "brought back to Jesus" or some other such bullshit.
They, and others, shoveled the same manure on New Orleans when Hurricane Katrina and the Corps of Engineers wiped out that wonderful city. Too many boobies for beads, don't you know. And so God recreated Sodom and Gomorrah with water playing the part of fire.
Dad tells the story of going to visit a wonderful lady, Dr. Sarah V. Clement, late in her life. She was a retired Lambuth College professor and member of the church he was serving in Jackson. She'd been his teacher. When he arrived, she had her Bibles, including her Greek New Testament, spread out on her coffee table before her. The television was blaring one of the mid-80's plague of "tele-vangelists" and she had a terribly puzzled countenance. She asked Dad to listen for a minute, and then turned to him, serious as a heart attack, and said that she had been listening, been moved to look up his text for herself in all the translations, and untranslated as well, and had come to the conclusion that TV Preacher Boy had "No familiarity whatsoever" with the text from which he claimed to be working.
That's sort of the way I feel about the "God did that to get you" crowd.
That said, however, I'm wondering why they've been so quiet on the Texas wildfires. I know that raising the question of their silence is kind of like the old "looking a gift horse in the mouth," but I just can't help myself.
If your God is the kind of petty despot that jerks the short leash on you every time he (No, I won't go gender-neutral in this context; such an asshole god would surely be male) gets a burr under the saddle, what would he be saying in burning Texas from pillar to post? Could it have anything to do with the thunderous, revolting ovation that greeted Brian Williams' reference to Gov. Perry's record 234 executions presided over? That number includes minors, mentally disabled, and at least a handful of people now commonly perceived to have been wrongly convicted. Williams' interrupted question was, basically, "Do you sleep well at night after all those people were put to death on your watch?" Perhaps encouraged by the cheering, perhaps being totally amoral, Perry told Williams that he sleeps very well at night, thank you. Rick isn't the kind of fellow, you see, that's going to be bothered by, oh, almost 10 dozen dead people in his wake; he's got a political career to advance.
And Texas burns...why?

1 comment:

Navhelowife said...

Amen. Every time we have to drive through Lynchburg on the way up to my family, Will gets a dose of "Why the followers of a certain theological bent don't have the sense God gave a dead ant", and to his credit, he is always on my side :)

He still misses your preaching :) (ok, we ALL do!!!)

Anne (because I know you won't know my google ID)